emmxasha
“Is the bare feet an elf thing, or what? Seen a few of ‘em do it.”
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emmxasha
“Is the bare feet an elf thing, or what? Seen a few of ‘em do it.”
emmxasha replied to your photo : He’s on to me—-
i hate how its comic sans tho like??? no get out
{ I know right??? }
Arm wrap around the elfs middle, Allorallas lips setting against the skin right under her ear. She smiles and places a kiss, her voice barely above a whisper. "Hello, gorgeous."
Ellana’s ears twitch ever so slightly upon hearing someone approach. Footsteps light, even, graceful. It must have been Ally. Ellana had been working on the paper work on her desk while sitting upon her bed, the bed was more comfortable; and chuckled a bit hearing Ally speak, and then purr as she felt her lips upon the sensitive spot behind her ear.
“Ally? What are you up to?”
"How'd you get this?"
“I got shot.” Jaras answers looking down at the hand that was hovering near the scar that was an inch above his liver. “Busted down a door and tried to take the guys alive but they fired back and there is only so much a bullet proof vest can do. Which against a thirdly odd six round is nothing.”
emmxasha
"I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you and I’ll be dammed if I lose you."
“And I would be damned to leave you behind, sweet Alloralla.”
emmxasha
“Where is the Inquisitor?